Somethin_Sue

/Intro/

 I fell in love with her smile because it was odd- her words were sweet, but she looked strange. Her smile would unwind once she was alone, her eyes narrowed in tiredness, her legs looked weak, her arms almost dropping her books, and her stomach growling out of hunger, but- around others, she played the part of a hero with a smile. She saved many, helped others, defended herself, and took care of everyone, no matter what. She acted one way but was another- everyone saw her as a perfect doll, but I only saw a broken girl giving a smile for everyone because it brightened their days- her smile made them happy, and it made her happy too.

He wasn't like regular people; he didn't push me aside- he kept me close. He wanted to hear me, see the real me, and that scared me. He was able to tell the truth, see what others didn't, fight for what he wanted or knew what was right, no matter what I did- he always saw the happiness... why was he ok with being rejected? Why was he ok with pushing me over the finish line? Why was he ok with losing? Why was he ok with anything I said? Why was he ok with me yelling at him? Why was he ok with me? Why did he want me?

*First Glance*

{|Warning: This story contains tough topics of suicide, abuse, mental illnesses, self-harm, s*xual talk, misleading ideas of romance, lgbtq, alcohol, drugs/overdosing, rape, trauma, etc. If you have a tough time with these topics- please stray away from this book. Rated PG +13.|}

Extra Information: I did not create the graphic used for this story- my best friend made it, @dani_tales4u designed it. (Check her out on Wattpad because she is a really good writer!:) *Sorry I can't link her profile- It won't let me.*

First Glance

  I chewed on some gum, my hands stuffed into my pockets as my mom and dad drove into a new town.  You know, I liked my home back in NYC.  It was peaceful, loud, and what I mostly knew.  Moving to a new house is one thing, MOVING TO A WHOLE NEW STATE IS ANOTHER.  "Are you excited about your new school?" My mom grinned as I shrugged- "Not really- I liked New York and my friends." I said- looking away.


  Glancing out the window, the streets had people walking around but not as crowded as back home.  I guess it's nice to know where I'm going.  


  I chuckled, arriving on the street of our new home.  I jumped out- "Asia- start grabbing boxes and moving them into the house." Dad said as I nodded, going to the moving truck.  I put my earbuds in, jamming out to music while moving boxes.


  After a while, we were almost down, and my phone stopped blasting music.  I checked, and it was dead- no worries.  My charger is in my bag- I shuffled through my bag... Seeing nothing. "Or not..." goddamn it- "Mom, I lost my charger. And phone is dead- can I go buy a new one?" 


  I shrugged, heading through a town I didn't even know. Yes, I was probably lost- but I walk mindlessly everywhere and always end up finding my destination or run into a kidnapping.  Both are equally fine- I bumped into something.  STORE, BINGO!


  I ran in- rummaging the chargers until I found two for my phone. I bought them, walking out all excited.  "Ugh-" A familiar voice let out a groan.


  I turned, seeing a guy turn a corner.  I followed, hiding in the corner.  He sneezed, and I realized who it was.  I slipped on a smile- "Justin, see you soon."


  (I hope you all enjoyed this chapter- and I have a new book! It's less of a story but like a bit of a talk.  I want to discuss complex topics and help people- or give them closure that they aren't alone. Check it out- it's called "Talk with Me". Please check the synopsis of the book, and please be warned. Bye- till next chapter!<3)


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